Holding hands yet again

The two teenagers who had never experienced a single day of 21st-century school were forced to listen to a boring lecture that never seemed to come to an end. Ji Yao was at least doing fine but Rui Fei.... he was as fidgety and finicky as a two year old. He had the worst attention spun of the two of them.

He was like a puppy that keeps growling despite being reprimanded so many times. He was really mad about the handprint on Ji Yao's neck that he couldn't keep still. The man couldn't handle the constant interruptions that he finally asked, "Seriously, don't you hate him? I mean you Huishe are pig-headed and stubborn. Your hatred for us is etched inside your bones but you.... you are acting just like how the Huishe act when protecting the females in your clan but towards my distant nephew over here," he said leaning forward with a look of curiosity on his face.